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For he knew weill that thair was na succour To hir seikness * , and that doublit his pane . Thus was thair cair aneuch betuix thame twane . Quhen thay togidder murnit had full lang , Quod Cresseid , ' Father , I wald not be kend * .
For he knew weill that thair was na succour To hir seikness * , and that doublit his pane . Thus was thair cair aneuch betuix thame twane . Quhen thay togidder murnit had full lang , Quod Cresseid , ' Father , I wald not be kend * .
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And all the Persians knew him , and with shouts Hailed ; but the Tartars knew not who he was . And dear as the wet diver to the eyes Of his pale wife who waits and weeps on shore , By sandy Bahrein , in the Persian Gulf , Plunging all ...
And all the Persians knew him , and with shouts Hailed ; but the Tartars knew not who he was . And dear as the wet diver to the eyes Of his pale wife who waits and weeps on shore , By sandy Bahrein , in the Persian Gulf , Plunging all ...
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... Never the black and dripping precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : - As that poor bird flies home , nor knows his loss – So Rustum knew not his own loss , but stood Over his dying son , and knew him not .
... Never the black and dripping precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : - As that poor bird flies home , nor knows his loss – So Rustum knew not his own loss , but stood Over his dying son , and knew him not .
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John SKBLTON c 14601529 | 12 |
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 15541586 | 56 |
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